Job 40
1 And Yahweh responded to Job, and said: —
Pea naʻe folofola pe ʻa Sihova kia Siope, ʻo pehē,
2 Shall a reprover contend, with the Almighty? He that disputeth with GOD, let him answer it!
“Ko ia ʻoku ne fakakikihi ki he Māfimafi te ne akonaki ia? Ko ia ʻoku ne valokiʻi ʻae ʻOtua, tuku ke ne talia ia.”
3 Then Job responded to Yahweh, and said: —
Pea naʻe toki tali ʻe Siope kia Sihova, ʻo ne pehē,
4 Lo! I am of no account, what shall I reply to thee? My hand, have I laid on my mouth:
“Vakai kuo u kovi; ko e hā te u tali ʻaki koe? Te u ʻai hoku nima ki hoku ngutu.
5 Once, have I spoken, but I will not proceed, yea twice, but I will not add.
Kuo u lea ʻo tuʻo taha ka ʻe ʻikai te u toe lea: ʻio, kuo tuʻo ua ka ʻe ʻikai te u toe lea atu.”
6 So then Yahweh responded to Job, out of a storm, and said: —
Pea naʻe toki folofola ʻa Sihova kia Siope mei he ʻahiohio, ʻo pehē,
7 Gird, I pray thee—as a strong man—thy loins, I will ask thee, and inform thou me.
“Ko eni, ke ke nonoʻo ho noʻotangavala ʻo taau mo e tangata: pea te u ʻeke kiate koe, pea ke fakahā mai kiate au.
8 Wilt thou even frustrate my justice? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest appear right?
Te ke fakataʻeʻaongaʻi ʻa ʻeku fakamaau foki? Te ke fakahalaia au, koeʻuhi ke ke māʻoniʻoni koe?
9 But if, an arm like GOD, thou hast, and, with a voice like his, thou canst thunder,
Kuo ke maʻu ʻae nima ʻo hangē ko e ʻOtua? Pe ʻoku ke faʻa mana koe ʻaki ʻae leʻo ʻo hangē ko ia?
10 Deck thyself, I pray thee, with majesty and grandeur, Yea, with dignity and splendour, thou shalt clothe thyself;
“Ko eni, ke ke teuʻi koe ʻaki ʻae māfimafi mo e ngeia; mo ke kofuʻaki koe ʻae nāunau mo e toulekeleka.
11 Pour out thy transports of anger, and look on every one who is high, and lay him low;
Tufaki ke mamaʻo ʻae tuputāmaki ʻo ho houhau: pea vakai kiate kinautolu taki taha kotoa pē ʻoku laukau, ʻo fakavaivai ia.
12 Look on every one who is high, and humble him, yea tread down the lawless, on the spot:
Vakai kiate ia kotoa pē ʻoku fielahi, pea ʻohifo ia ki lalo; pea molomoloki hifo ʻae kau angahala ʻi honau potu.
13 Hide them in the dust all together, Their faces, bind thou in darkness;
Fakafufū ʻakinautolu fakataha ʻi he efu; pea nonoʻo honau mata ʻi he lilo.
14 And, even I myself, will praise thee, in that thine own right hand can bring thee salvation.
Pea te u toki fakamoʻoni kiate koe, ʻe faʻa fakamoʻui koe ʻe ho nima toʻomataʻu ʻoʻou.
15 Behold, I pray thee, the Hippopotamus, which I made with thee, Grass—like the ox, he eateth;
“Ko eni, ke ke vakai ki he Piʻimote, ʻaia kuo u ngaohi mo koe; ʻoku ne kai mohuku ʻo hangē ko e fanga pulu:
16 Behold, I pray thee, his strength in his loins, and his force, in the muscles of his belly;
Vakai, ʻoku ʻi hono fasiʻatuʻa ʻa hono mālohi, mo ʻene mafai ʻoku ʻi he pito ʻo hono kete.
17 He bendeth down his tail like a cedar, the sinews of his thighs, are twisted together;
ʻOku ne ueʻi hono iku ʻo hangē ko e sita: ko e uoua ʻo hono tenga ʻoku fefihitaki fakataha.
18 His bones, are barrels of bronze, his frame, is like hammered bars of iron:
Ko hono ngaahi hui ʻoku tatau mo e ngaahi konga palasa mālohi; ʻoku tatau hono ngaahi hui mo e ngaahi vaʻa ʻaione.
19 He, is the beginning of the ways of GOD, Let his maker, present him his sword:
Ko e lahi ia ʻoe ngaahi ngāue ʻae ʻOtua: ko ia naʻa ne ngaohi ia ʻoku ne faʻa fai ke fakaofi ʻene heletā kiate ia.
20 Surely the mountains bring, produce, to him, where, all the wild beasts of the field, do play;
Ko e moʻoni, ʻoku tupu hake ʻi he ngaahi moʻunga ʻae meʻakai maʻana, ʻaia ʻoku fakavā ai ʻae ngaahi manu kotoa pē ʻoe ngoue.
21 Under the lotus-trees, he lieth down, in a covert of reed and swamp;
ʻOku tokoto ia ʻi he lolo ʻakau malumalu, ʻi he lilolilo ʻoe kaho, mo e ngaahi ano.
22 The lotus-trees cover him with their shade, the willows of the torrent-bed compass him about;
Ko e ngaahi ʻakau malumalu ʻoku ʻufiʻufi ia ʻaki honau ata; ʻoku tuʻu takatakai ʻiate ia ʻae ngaahi uilou ʻoe vaitafe.
23 Lo! the river becometh insolent—he is not alarmed! He is confident, though a Jordan burst forth to his mouth:
Vakai, ʻoku ne inu ʻae vaitafe ʻo maha, pea ʻikai toʻotoʻo: ʻoku tui ia te ne faʻa mimisi hake ʻa Sioatani ki hono ngutu.
24 Before his eyes, shall he be caught? With a hook, can one pierce his nose?
ʻOku ne maʻu ia ʻaki hono mata: ʻoku ne tuiʻi ʻae ngaahi tauhele ʻaki hono iku.
